Who The F@#*
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Who The F@#*
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Tryna figure out who the fuck you are
You’re tryna sell the world to me
I just wanna get a drink at the bar
Ain’t tryna give you my heart
'Cause you don’t want it anyway
I put it in a jar through it to mars
And now my love is far away
So if you really on it, we can go to space
Roll it up and light it, we can fly away
(Ay, ay, ay)
I wasn’t gonna get high today
But if you wanna get high with me
Then we might as well get it out the way
I hope you aint thinking this’ll escalate
'Cause I'm out of this world, darling
Next thing you know you’ll be falling
Mind set so womanly
Got that pussy power make your knees go week
I'm a queen in my own right
I ain’t got time for the bullshit you be talking
And I know you rehearsed it
But I just walked in you gotta give me a minute
I ain’t even sat down, wait a minute
And even put my bag down for a minute
And your already out here speaking before you think
Not even listening
Just tryna buy all my drinks
Ay ay ay
Tryna figure out who the fuck you are
You’re tryna sell the world to me
I just wanna get a drink at the bar
Aint tryna give you my heart
'Cause you don’t want it anyway
(Anyway, anyway, anyway)
I put it in a jar through it to mars
And now my love is far away
High, high
Saying that you like me, you just like the idea
Of having me in your bed
I can see you undressing me in your head
Why am I gonna take your number (uh uh uh)
I’ll just block it anyway (uh uh uh)
You better come with something I ain’t seen yet (uh uh uh)
Not the same lies ten other guys did already today
Yeah, yeah, you might as well be reading from the same script
Give it up cause right now
You just the same as all those other guys
And every single one of them got denied
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That’s right cause you just the same as all those other guys
And every single one of them got denied
I am a challenge if you choose to rise
You gotta finesse if you want us to fly
Tryna figure out who the fuck you are
You’re tryna sell the world to me
I just wanna get a drink at the bar
Ain’t tryna give you my heart
'Cause you don’t want it anyway
(Anyway, anyway, anyway)
I put it in a jar through it to mars
And now my love is far away
So if you really on it, we can go to space
Roll it up and light it, we can fly away (Ay, ay, ay)
High, high
So high, high
I wasn’t gonna get
High, high
I wasn’t going to get high today
Ay, ay, ay
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